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                                                 Author's Disclaimer :

This is a hentai story, meant for mature people, etc, etc, none of the
characters belong to me, etc
etc etc.....you know, all the standard disclaimer-like shit.

                                                    Author's Preface :

I'll keep this short. I like my porn with a plot, so don't complain when
it's
past the second paragraph
and no one's started fucking yet. Just keep reading. It's a long story and
I'll
make it worth your
while. Also, don't forget to read the afterward for contact information and
so
forth.

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                                                 Summer's Edge : Part One
                                                         VHB  2/25/1998

     Minako was bored. It had been a week since she had last done anything,
and
it was getting to
her. One of her few long vacations from school, and she was sitting in her
bedroom, staring blankly
out her window. She twisted her face up, and looked at the clock. 4:36 PM.
The
day was over, but it
had never even begun, for her. She sighed and tried to figure out what her
friends must be doing
right now.
     She knew where most of them were. With Chibiusa's return to the future,
Usagi didn't have to
watch over her anymore, and had gone on a mountain vacation with her family.
Rei had escaped her
grandfather for a while, and was staying with an aunt in Kyoto, studying her
flower and tea
ceremonies, and who knew what else. Ami, was, of course, in the cram school.
The juku took up all
of her time, but, well, she was going to become a doctor, so she needed it.
As
for Makoto, well, no
one really knew where she went. She had started her vacation a day early.
They
had visited her
apartment and found a note on the door, "Caught plane at 8:30 this AM, gone
till the 14th, cookies
in the cupboard. - Love, Mako." Of course, then Usagi practically broke down
the door to get to the
cookies that were promised, but they had expected that, and so had Mako. She
had left a spare
key with Ami the day before.
   Minako kept thinking about all the fun stuff that her friends were doing,
and all the...nothing..that
she was doing. And, as she thought, she was slowly getting more and more
depressed. There was
no one to visit with. Haruka and Michiru, were, as always, out of the
question,
being busy with each
other, (at this thought, Minako gave a little twisted half-smirk), and
Haruka's
beeper was perpetually
turned off anyways. Pouting, she started thinking to herself of all the
places
she could be....the
beach, the mall, the cafe, the zoo, the...
    "Minako-san!"
    The voice broke her concentration completely.
    "Minako-san!!"
    She looked down, out her window, at the source of the voice. She smiled,
ear-to-ear.
    "Mamoru-sama!"
    He had been jogging past her house, and noticed her, sitting lonely and
forlorn, staring blankly
out the window.
    "If you keep staring at the sun like that, you'll hurt your eyes!" he
yelled up.
    She stuck her tongue out, and said "I'll be right down!"
    Jumping from her chair at the sill, she ran through her bedroom and down
the stairs. She took
the stairs two by two, her blond hair streaming out behind her, and her
white
t-shirt flapping. Coming
to a halt in front of the door, she swung it open to stare face-to-face with
Mamoru.
    "Hi!" she said, slightly out of breath.
    "Hi," he replied, smiling.

    After he came in, Mamoru sat down on the couch, while she went into the
other room to get
some tea to share with him, yelling a conversation back and forth.
    "My family is gone for the week," she said to him as she came out of the
kitchen, a tray of tea
biscuits and two cups of dinner tea in her hands. She smiled at him as she
set
it down on the table
in front of him, then took a seat in the plush chair across from him. He
took
his cup of tea.

    For a while, they talked about this and that, and about their friends
and
what they had been
doing. They munched on the biscuits and she had gotten up more than once to
refill the tea. As
they talked, there was a tension building between them, one that had been
their
for a while, but was
there even more so, now. It was 5:42 already, and they still hadn't grown
tired
of talking. As they
talked and as that tension grew, they started noticing things about each
other.
Mamoru noticed the
way she moved, more graceful than Usagi, and more gentle and mature, and
Minako
noticed the
way his eyes sparkled when he smiled, and that exact way in which he
occasionally brushed back
his hair.
    As they spoke about school and schoolwork, Minako leaned forward to grab
a
biscuit. When she
sat back up, she and Mamoru met eyes in a deep and embracing gaze. They
quickly
broke the
stare, giggling a little and blushing. In the back of her mind, Minako
thought,
"What am I doing??
He's Usagi's, not mine...", but she still couldn't help they way the gaze
made
her feel, all warm and
comfortable and tingly all over. Similar thoughts, thoughts of Usagi,
flashed
across his mind as well,
but as he settled back, he couldn't help but notice her in a new way. She
was
wearing a V-neck t-
shirt, oversized, that fell to about her mid thigh. She obviously wasn't
wearing a bra, (a fact that he
had been trying, desperately, to ignore), and it fell lightly over her
breasts,
nearly see-through.
    Minako suddenly looked up, and caught his eyes on her body, and she
blushed, from the tip of
her ears to the tip of her nose. Mamoru blushed a little bit, too, and
averted
his gaze. A moment
later he looked up. "I'm sorry, Minako-san."
    She blinked, in surprise and incomprehension, but then understood. She
stood up before him.
    "There's no reason to be sorry." she said, gently, and she reached out
and
touched the side of
his face. He looked at her, blankly.
     "I am the goddess of love, right?" she asked, rhetorically.
     He nodded.
     "Therefore, you should trust me in matters of the heart, right?"
     He thought for a moment, then nodded.
     "Then trust me on this," she said. With that, she lowered her head and
kissed him on the lips,
gently, passionately, and confirming what they already felt.

      Within a moment, they were standing in the middle of the room, kissing
deeply. His hands, one
on her shoulder, the other on the small of her back, rubbed lightly, while
their tongues played a
game of hide and seek. One of her hands ran through his hair, while the
other
one pulled him as
close as possible. They broke the kiss for a moment, and looked at each
other.
Minako dropped her
eyes for a second, and then said, "Mamoru....I think I'm in love with you."
     He looked at her for a second, and then dropped his hand to grab her
ass
for a second, in what
was a surprisingly loving move. He said, "That's alright. I love you, too."
Leaving a blush on her
cheeks from those words, he swung his arms around her, picking her up. She
was
draped over him
for a second, and they kissed again. Carefully and slowly, he carried her up
to
her bedroom and set
her on the bed. They stared at each other for a long time, then Minako
leaned
forward, resting her
head to his chest. His hand caressed her hair.
     She shifted her position a little bit, and lifted her body just enough
so
she could start kissing his
neck. He made a little noise every time she flicked her tongue across it,
and
she was enjoying
listening to his little whimpers. His and reached out and cupped one of her
breasts, squeezing the
hard nipple through the soft cotton. She closed her eyes, enjoying the
feeling
of his talented hands.
She wished the fabric wasn't there, so she could feel him directly.
   As if to grant her unasked wish, he let her go. His hands slid up
underneath
her shirt, grabbing
the cotton, to pull it over her head. Minako stood up and raised her arms to
let him undress her.

 Now he got to see her mostly naked. She wore no bra, so her round, soft
breasts, with their large
hard nipples were open to his eyes, and the only other thing she wore was a
pair of short, denim
shorts, that barely covered anything. He lowered his head to her nipple and
bit
it. She threw her
head back and moaned, lightly, happily. Her hands grasped at his shoulders
and
at his hair.
Smiling, he lashed his tongue out across her nipple again, and she gasped.
His
arms wrapped around her, pulling her close. He lifted his mouth to hers, and
they joined in a passionate kiss. Her hands wandered across his chest, and
his
crept down to cup her ass and squeeze gently. Happy, Minako started to pull
up
his shirt, revealing a muscular chest, but a rather scrawny body. He helped
her
get  him out of his shirt, leaving him standing there in his jeans, and her
in
little shorts.
     They came together, kissing and crushing each other, and Mamoru slid
his
hand up her thigh, to the edge of her shorts. He rubbed at her through the
fabric, and she pushed against him, moving her hips slowly, grinding against
his hand. His hand wandered up to the button of her shorts, and unbuttoned
them, and then, unzipping them in one swift movement.
     When he started to pull down her shorts, Minako stepped away for a
moment.
Sweat was starting to collect on her body, and a single drop slid down the
front of her body to her nipple, where it hung for a moment before falling
and
leaving slight moisture on the floor. In a dancing motion, moving smoothly
and
sensuously, she stripped off her shorts. Underneath, she wore a pair of
small
satin panties, now see-through from where the moisture had made the white
fabric stick to her skin.
     Mamoru licked his lips, tasting the salt from the sweat on his face. He
reached his arms out to her, and she smiled, seductively. Moving forward
ever
so slightly, she leaned over a little bit, making her breasts stick out. The
effect was cute and erotic at the same time.
     Mamoru chuckled a little at the effect, but then reached around her and
quickly picked her up. He held her in the air for a moment, kissing her,
tongues intertwined, and then set her on her bed. She immediately stretched
out, spreading her legs a little, and looking up, expectantly. Mamoru smiled
down at her, and started to unbutton his pants.
    "No," she spoke up suddenly, "Let me."
    Small, lithe hands darted out to the button of his jeans, and she
twisted
around to sit on the edge of her bed. Eye to eye with his navel, she undid
the
button and then the zipper. Her hands slid to the waistband and pulled his
jeans down over the bulge between his legs. Mamoru stepped out of his jeans
at
the same moment she pulled down his silk boxers.

     Minako looked up at him with her bright eyes as she took his dick into
her
mouth. Her tongue touched the head of it, licking, and her warm mouth sucked
on
its length. Mamoru pushed foreward, sliding the shaft completely into her
mouth, where she continued a gentle suction. She could taste his precum in
her
mouth, and savoured the salty taste. Mamoru's hands were, by this time,
entangled in her hair, pulling her closer, pushing himself deeper and deeper
into her warm mouth. When he couldn't go any deeper, he pulled out a little
bit, leaving her tongue to slide warmly over his cockhead and her lips to
keep
him close. Smiling around a mouthful of cock, she brought her hand up his
thigh
and to his ballsack, moving his balls in the palm of her hand, squeezing
lightly and rubbing gently. Minako could feel his cock moving in her mouth
and
could smell the musk of his arousal.
     "Minako-chan..." his voice was low. She looked up. He didn't say a
word,
but pushed her backwards, so her body was on the bed, but her feet were on
the
floor. He knelt between her legs and she squirmed a little, anticipating his
next move. He pushed her thighs apart to give him a clear view of her
hairless
pussy, which was dripping and soaking the edge of the bed. Spreading apart
the
outer lips of her pussy, he leaned forward, licking at her juices, lapping
them
up. He loved this taste, and soon he had his face buried between her legs,
licking her clit and sliding his tongue into her hole. She squirmed and
wriggled, and a deep blush spread across her chest, face, and breasts.
Between
her legs, Mamoru showed no sign of slowing his passionate licking, but
instead
was getting more intense.
      "Mamo-chan....." Minako's voice trailed off as she used a pet name
that,
up until now, only Usagi had used. Mamoru just slid his tongue furthur
inside
of her. Ready to climax, she squirmed against him, feeling the pressure and
tingling that meant she was ready. Noticing her urgency, he started to suck
on
her clit. That was all it took. Minako arched her back and cried out, her
breasts heaving, her body spasming slightly, and still she tried to pull
Mamoru
closer between her legs. As the climax faded, she flopped on the bed,
breathing
heavily, covered in sweat and girlcum.

     Mamoru moved up from between her legs, letting her rest a second. He
kissed her, and on his lips she tasted her own sweet taste, a little bit
sour,
but not that bad. His erection pressed into her thigh, and she wanted him.
     "Mamo-chan..." she repeated the term of endearment again, capturing his
dick in her hand and pulling him between her legs. Moist precum dripped out
of
its tip and onto her hand, and she pushed her hips upward, brushing him with
the outside of her cunt. Mamoru got the hint.
     Mina lay down on the bed again, completely, and Mamoru lay beside her,
almost on top of her, but not quite. The very head of his dick was between
her
legs, and she could feel it, large and perfect, but she wanted to feel it
inside of her. They kissed, and she squirmed up against him, spreading her
thighs. Dripping juices coated him, and he pushed up against her a little,
so
the glans rested right outside her opening. Suddenly, she reached down,
capturing him in her hands, moving herself down, pulling him into her. Both
of
them gasped at the same time.
     He was almost ready to cum the moment he slid into her, but the sudden
moisture and warmth kept him from it. He wanted to make this last, to savour
the feeling of being inside a tight cunt. Moving, he pinned Minako to the
bed,
sliding his tongue into her mouth and his cock furthur inside of her.
      Minako shuddered beneath him, pleasure washing over her in waves, her
pussy pulling at his cock, and then, he was all the way in her, his weight
on
top of her, and his tongue in her mouth. She could only pull him tighter as
he
started to slide in and out of her.
      He pushed in and pulled out, a slow tempo that drove her insane. It
was
just enough to keep her hopelessly aroused, but not enough to make her cum.
He
propped himself up on one arm, and lowered his head to her nipple. Tonguing
her
nipple, he moved his hand down to her ass. He cupped her ass, and squeezed
it,
not being too gentle now, but not fingering her ass because he didn't want
to
make her cum. His teeth bit her nipple, bit hard, and she arched her back,
moaning and gasping, sweat pouring down her.
      She was ready to cum again, and she couldn't control herself. She
pulled
his head up, and slid her tongue into his mouth just as he pushed into her
again, harder than before, because he was ready to cum, too. It was all
desperation, now, and the pressure of his body was just as arousing as him
inside of her. And then, he too was ready, he could feel the building
pressure
around his dick and the spasms of her inside. One last time he slid into
her,
and both of them climaxed at the same time. Minako gasped and cried out his
name, her voice hoarse and her breathing stopping as her pussy spasmed
around
him. The spasms of her pussy were almost milking him, draining him of the
white
fluid that was being pumped inside of her. He had his eyes closed, and he
whispered her name. She pulled him down to her neck.
     Their massive mutual orgasm ended, he removed himself from her, resting
his head on a stuffed bear she used for a pillow, while she rested her head
on
his shoulder. There was a large wet spot on the bed, a combination of both
of
their honey, but neither of them minded. It was a good feeling, this
tiredness
after sex. They could smell themselves in the air, taste the sweat that
covered
them, and feel each other in their arms.
      Happily, they fell asleep.

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                                      This story is dedicated to Areku-chan.

I hope you like part one of Summer's Edge. I hope to write part two ASAP.
This
one took me almost a month to write, though, so I don't know how soon part
two
will happen. I can be emailed about this story at KittyWubby@aol.com, or,
worse
come to worse, ap252@osfn.org. But please use KittyWubby, for my sake and
yours. You'll get a response sooner.
I don't believe in anonymity. My name is Violet Bealer, and I'm proud to
have
written this story. I think it's good. I just hope you liked it as much as I
liked writing it. Also, I maintain a Hentai Anime FAQ, contact me for
details.
Sayonara,
KittyWubby.

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